I'm a huge sucker for both found family tropes and people from different species getting along, so of course I was going to get sucked into this show. This fic will just be a collection of oneshots about Anne and the Plantars getting used to their differences.

If you guys have any ideas about differences between them that you would like to see a short fic about, let me know and I might make it!

Chapter 1: Warmth

"What's so special about this event?" Anne asked as she grabbed a large rolled up picnic blanket off Bessie's shell. "I've seen fireflies here before. They're pretty, but I don't get why everyone is so excited."

"This isn't just watching some fireflies, Anne. This is the firefly migration," Sprig explained. "It only happens once a year and it's tradition to come out and see it."

Anne followed the Plantar family up a rather large hill. The sun had just set, and it was difficult to make out the path beneath her feet. If it wasn't for the luminous mushrooms lighting her way, she probably would have tripped over a rock by now.

"It's a magnificent display," Hop Pop said as he walked beside her. He had a picnic basket in one hand and Polly in the other. "Yer lucky it's happenin' before you leave the valley, Anne. You don't wanna miss this."

When they reached the top of the hill, Anne stared. All of Wartwood must have come out for the spectacle. Frogs sat together in family groups, each sitting on their own blankets, wrapped up in layers of clothing in order to keep warm. The scene reminded Anne of back home when she and her parents went to watch the fireworks on the Fourth of July.

Anne was surprised that there were so many frogs willing to come out so late. The past week the temperature had been lower than normal, and although it still felt warm and a little too humid for Anne, the frogs didn't do well in the cold and they usually stayed home when the weather dropped this low.

"Huh… Okay, this does seem pretty cool," Anne admitted, her excitement growing.

"Okay, let's find a seat before it gets all filled up," Hop Pop said as he lead them through the crowd.

They found a spot at the top of the hill and Anne helped Hop Pop spread out the picnic blanket on the grassy ground before sitting down herself.

A wind blew through the valley and Anne took a moment to appreciate the cool feeling on her skin, knowing that this weather wouldn't last for long, and would probably go back to sweltering heat by the end of the week.

"It's gettin' chilly," Hop Pop commented. "Sprig, where'd you put the extra blankets?"

"Uhh… I thought you were going to bring them."

"What? I told you I was gettin' the snacks! You were supposed to load the blankets on the back of Bessy."

"Oops." Sprig rubbed the back of his neck. "I guess they got left by the front door then?"

"Dangit, boy!" Hop Pop sighed. "Well, I guess we're goin' to be cold. We should probably leave early so we don't get sick."

"We don't need to do that! We have Anne!" Sprig declared.

Anne blinked, but before she could ask what Sprig was talking about, he jumped towards her, landing with an arm around her neck and his foot on her hip as he clung to her side. Sprig was light and she had grown used to him hopping onto her. So used it, in fact, that half the time she just picked him up out of convenience.

"Wait for me! I call dibs!" Polly shouted as she jumped out of Hop Pop's arms and directly into Anne's lap.

Holding Polly was also a common occurrence, but Anne was starting to sense that there was more to it this time.

"Uhh, what's going on here?" Anne asked. Thoroughly confused about why she had suddenly become the best seat in the house.

Sprig settled on her leg and leaned against her. They were lucky they weren't very heavy and that their cool skin was nice against the humid air, or she would've tossed them off by now. Okay, that wasn't true… but she was starting to feel like a human bean bag chair, and she wasn't sure how she felt about that.

"You're warm, Anne!" Sprig explained. "You're like a… A comfy fireplace without the fire. We don't need the blankets if we have you."

"So you're using me like your own personal heater… nice." The irritation in Anne's voice barely covered her amusement. She had to at least pretend to give them a bit of a hard time. "I'm glad I could be of service. Are you two comfy? Can I get you anything?" she asked sarcastically.

"Actually, yeah." Sprig grinned up at her, his eyes glinting playfully. "If you could be less bony that would be great."

Why you little…

"I'll show you bony," Anne said with a growl. She wrapped her arm around Sprig, effectively trapping him, and removed his hat with her other hand.

"Whoa! What the heck!" Sprig protested and tried to squirm away, but Anne's grip was too tight.

She took her knuckles and noogied him on his head- not too hard, because she had difficulty gauging her own strength around the frogs, and she didn't want to hurt him.

"Annnneee!" Sprig whined as Polly laughed hysterically in her lap.

"Serves you right," Anne said as she finally let Sprig go and he rubbed his head in annoyance, trying to smooth down his hair.

The townspeople had turned to look over at them to see what the ruckus was about. Some looked annoyed, some looked amused, but most just seemed unfazed by the weird Plantar family antics.

With a half-hearted huff, and a hint of a smile, Sprig shoved his hat back on his head.

"Alright kids, settle down," Hop Pop said. "And don't take all of Anne's heat."

"Thank you!" Anne exclaimed. "At least someone doesn't treat me like furniture."

"Save some warmth for yer dear, old Hop Pop."

"What?"

Hop Pop chuckled to himself as he sat down on the blanket on Anne's other side. His cool shoulder was touching her own.

Anne shook her head. "Fine," She said at last, unable to hide her amusement any longer. "I guess I can't let my favorite froggy family freeze." She wrapped her arms around Hop Pop and Sprig's shoulders as she hugged them a little tighter.

She felt them lean into her.

The luminescent mushrooms around them faded into darkness as a hush fell over the hill.

The show was about to start.

"Oh, look at that!" Sprig whispered from his place nestled into Anne's side. She couldn't see him, but she knew he was pointing up at the sky.

Anne looked upwards to see one firefly blinking against the starry night. Then another one rose up to follow it. Then three more, then seven more… in an instant the sky was filled with twinkling lights.

Anne stared, open-mouthed at the sight. The stars and lights swirled together, floating above her, in front of her, all around her in the inky blackness. She was floating in space, far, far from home, with nothing but emptiness and stars surrounding her. Her only comfort was the weight on her lap, and the familiar feeling of cool skin against her arms as she clung to her new family. Feeling that if she let go, even for an instant, she would be lost in the abyss of space.

Anne held her family tighter.

I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! Let me know what you thought and if you have any ideas for other differences I could write a fic about! The next chapter should be out soon!